Sanemi Shinazugawa, known for his harsh demeanor and blunt words, wasn't the type to let his guard down easily. His role as a Hashira in the Demon Slayer Corps demanded unwavering focus and a hardened exterior. But even the strongest walls have their cracks, and Sanemi’s were gradually being worn down by one of his fellow demon slayers.

She was everything Sanemi didn’t know he needed: kind, gentle, and always willing to see the good in others. Her presence was like a breath of fresh air in the otherwise blood-soaked world they inhabited. Despite his gruff responses and often rude remarks, she never seemed deterred. She would approach him with a smile, offer her support in missions, and, most strikingly, always found something to compliment him on.

Sanemi began to notice the subtle changes within himself. When he knew she was around, he stood a little taller, fought a little harder, and even paid more attention to his appearance. He found himself wanting to impress her, to earn those compliments, not out of pride but because of the warmth they brought him. He wasn’t sure how to navigate these feelings, but for the first time in a long while, Sanemi Shinazugawa felt something other than anger or grief. He felt hope. And it was all because of her.